When I'm gone

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When I'm gone
Here I am
Is this my final appearance?
Maybe
What will people do when I'm gone?
Will you be happy? Sad? Upset?
Do you wanna know why I'm gone?
Because of pain, sadness, and you...
Who are you? Keep going to find out
I know I was never perfect
But I'm reminded every day that I'm only human
I'm not a god, or a king, or a prince. I'm me
What's wrong with me?
I wonder how it will fill to finally reach the stars
Will I get purple feather wings?
From the stars I can finally sleep...
You all will probably be happy when I'm gone
Who are you?
The very people who has pushed me to the edge
So many battles...I fight pain. I fight sadness
Do I win? Sometimes...
Other times I feel like Batman. I wear a mask to hide my tears
Only does the Angel keep the mask off
She is the one thing I hold dear in this world
She is my Angel. I'm her demon
Maybe she's not ready for me to be with the stars
I wake up alone
And go to sleep alone
In the stars there will be no more pain
No sadness...
But the Angel offers me here own stars
This world offers me pain, misery...
I've seen the stars before
I was young but they were bright
They brought me hope. Peace
But the Angel says no not yet
I look at the Angel, then the stars
The stars bring tears...
The Angel brings a future
My names Jordan Alexander Thompson
I look to a sunset
Which path did I choose?
Life or death?
Just know that when I'm gone I'm not planning on returning
The stars await me
My Angel will be my guide to happiness, love, and life
I've spoken my last
I'm done

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